Dragoncrest Cliffs echo astral

It was Sequoia who noticed him first, her gaze followed swiftly by Opalia's. The young Drakru lifted his muzzle slightly, blackened tail swishing gently between his equally dark hocks, as a corner of his mouth tugged upward in the hint of a shy smile. It was always awkward being around the girls: one preferred the company of Drageda's other youths, whereas one seemed more content on her own. Dacio, still a little unsure of himself, wasn't entirely sure where he stood in the pecking order of his littermates.

Seq beckoned him toward them, and he pricked his tall ears forward in surprise. She... wanted him to join them? At once he made toward the duo, then paused with for a moment of discomfort as it occurred to him that his speckled sibling might only be seeking his support against Opalia. Dacio blinked, twitching his nose as a raindrop collected on his muzzle, before curiosity pushed him forward.

He made sure to maintain distance, and his pastel eyes drifted between his sisters as they continued to argue. "What'd I miss?" Dacio chimed innocently.